blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"This is better than recommended treatment," Finn informs her, though the words are mumbled without much thought against her lips. He melts into the kiss, letting the hair tie fall carelessly to the rug so he can twine his fingers through her locks instead. But before he can fully sink into the feeling Tobi is drawing away again, leaving the Spyglass looking confused right up until she reaches to remove her shirt. He looks at her the same way one might look at an exquisite and rare piece of artwork, his fingers just barely whispering across her camisole.
Then, as if realising he's still fully clothed, his cheeks flush and he reaches up to unbutton his own shirt, leaning in for another kiss as he does so. "Oh... do you...?" He pauses, glancing down at himself, shirt still half buttoned. It would be a lie to say that the words don't come from his time at Molly's; some liked to undress him and others enjoyed the show.
Then, as if realising he's still fully clothed, his cheeks flush and he reaches up to unbutton his own shirt, leaning in for another kiss as he does so. "Oh... do you...?" He pauses, glancing down at himself, shirt still half buttoned. It would be a lie to say that the words don't come from his time at Molly's; some liked to undress him and others enjoyed the show.
FINN
